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blessing me with the music
'Cause my pen is holy, so hallelujah!
Independent with the illest writtens
Since a young kid raised intermittent
I'm so driven by

they hang my on the Cross and gave me thorns
I'm going down this Empty Road, ain't no need for safety
If you never hear a peep, better please come Save

a couple commas
Then go kick it in panama
Yes, mispronounced
I cannot talk but I can make your mind bounce
Got latinos bumping underground
Rap, hip hop, pop,

See me, I'm laced by Rocks the World
And lyrically, I'm tighter than those Shirley Timple girls
If you want to battle? Come and step in my arena
I'll

from bagging up quarters
Pounds surround me when we package the orders
Sense the swag n get attacked by the aura
Building kingdoms got me dreaming with

blown by it
Soon as I'm off the stage, get your iPhone primed
This my life, it's how I've come so high
Blow a goddamn blizzard up in hell before this sun

probably was gay, ha
Now it's all bout country, you gave up hip-hop
49,000 copies, the week your shit dropped
While my sales making records break
2

see, disrespecting unity
By selecting purely bad news, commented on with sad views
They're affecting people's attitudes, making me want to smash a tube

As I rock, hip-hop, non-stop and make you dance and have a question 
Are you still in a trance?
En ingles o español, come quieran el ritmo
Muevan sus

your soul after Christ afterlife trip advisor
Work flow mean I'm getting promoted or getting fired
You hip hop synthesizers get macgyvered I'm ripping

and watch the gun talk
I don't give a fuck about nada
I don't speak English bitch
All I speak is chopper
Wanted hip-hop
Well, I get this shit to bobbing

you come here and feed me?”
Like, no, lil n***a, I don’t get what you talkin'
Leach on me, c’mon, lil n***a, you flockin'
C'mon, lil n***a, you flockin'

grab her all by the throat
Always a danger ion even gotta tote
Niggas really be some self proclaimed goats
Heart ona track just listen to the beat
Lil

saying, 
Money on my watch, that mean time is money 
Money on my phone, that mean I talk to the money 
Money on my chain, that mean the money hang with me

millimeters the ghetto diva
Mia x-rated, golden platinum plated
Face it, when they hear me on the k-l track
All them niggas grab they head and jump back
Hollin

Then I look up to the sky and see Mufasa (remember)
Went ——— to find myself a Nala (together)
Plus I shoot it from the hip thats why my Hop up (Bop!)

somewhere life's being lived comfortably
I humble accept full responsibility for this game
They say hip hop is dying but it needs a damn change
A lot of that

Cash That I Got

Swishahouse All-Stars

Day Hell Broke Loose, Vol. 2 [Bonus Chopped CD]

2001

princess cuts in my platinum mouth
When "Who is Mike Jones" come Ima put a mill in the vault
I talk the talk and walk the walk princess cuts in my platinum

And declared a declaration
And I don't need no independence
Cause I got the lord by my side
He the head I'm the limb
He say what to do I abide
He woke me up like

the same shit
African as hell can't dance for shit
Like for real I thought jeasy in this bitch
Stop all the talk and just pass me the sitch
Got a thousand

that I'm in my shit, I'mma pop
Smoke on a dead nigga, stuck in a box
I'mma kill me all
Puss-ass nigga, you talk to the cop

I'mma spin on they block if

Call the gun, Jackie Chan, cause the way it kick

Before I hop up in the booth, let me sell these scripts
I gotta freak a little bit, she love suckin'

wait 'til I'm famous
Bet you a grand, they come out and would accuse a statement of a abuse
So they can get paid and sue me for what I'm makin'

shoot up my head
If I don’t stop then I’ll rock hip-hop in
The spot ’til you guys say stop
I cannot stop loving the music
I do it because these guys hate